An Lan thought of this, and spoke in a low voice, "Thank you."
In the quiet compartment, this phrase echoed, making Huo Zhanting frown with some dissatisfaction, "Do you really need to say thank you to me? Lanlan, you are my wife, the mother of my child. For what I do for you, do you still need to thank me?"
The word "thank you" made Huo Zhanting feel distant.
Huo Zhanting's reaction left An Lan momentarily stunned, then she couldn't help but smile as she lifted her head and touched his slightly prickly chin, "I just naturally say thank you, don't make a big fuss about it."
"Next time you get used to it, double the number of thousand paper cranes." Huo Zhanting's deep black eyes stared straight at An Lan.
An Lan's expression collapsed upon hearing "double."
If it doubles again, her hands truly won't be usable.
